This is the first poem I've published here and it's not my usual kind of poem, so I'm a little nervous..
Steps;
blocks of concrete stone.
Steps;
on which I wait alone.
Abandoned;
the rain washes my face.
Abandoned;
wallowing in my disgrace.
Dazed;
as you left me hanging on the phone.
Dazed;
as you placed me on this concrete throne.
Afraid;
to call and apologize.
Afraid;
that you will not rationalize.
Steps;
from which I grieve.
Steps;
from where your forgiveness will never be achieved.




